Big Swing Face - Bruce Hornsby

Your cymbal crashing

Your teeth are gnashing

You’re in your element

We’d love to see you

We’d love to be you

You’re in your elephant costume

You do what the hell you want to do

Make people scream for you

We love to hear you

You’ve got your big swing face

You know the night away out in space

Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place

You’ve got your big swing face

You′re in the arena

You bow to the crowd

But you gotta looka down

Some people laughing

It’s easy to laugh

When your zipper′s down

Fly′s open

I know you’re the great being

You’re so hilarious

You’re leaving us in the dust

Your big swing face

Your rolling eyes away out in space

Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place

You’ve got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace

In your costume foolery

Beads, sandals and jewelry

You’re a funny guy

We’ll never wonder why

You’ve got your big swing face

You’ve got your lonely night away out in space

Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place

You’ve got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace

Like a beautiful, beautiful place

You’ve got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace